Both sides were in groups, facing Mo Beitian, Qingji and Ningyue.

The four masters themselves have a good cultivation level, and Ye Shijun's strength has suddenly increased, and he is extremely powerful in defeating and destroying the body.

Ningyue and Mo Beitian are facing such two masters.

Although Futian was a little worse, it was actually quite difficult for Qingji to face one of the four masters and him.

And as the leaders of them were pinned down, the entire battle situation began to undergo a sudden and huge reversal.

The three teams that were already in sight were already broken through. Suddenly, they encountered huge resistance and watched hope be extinguished. Qing Ji and Mo Beitian were injured one after another. Although Ningyue had a strong cultivation level, she could not withstand the attacks of the two top masters, Ye Shijun and Bigfoot Venerable.

After just a few dozen moves, Ningyue was obviously exhausted. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Shijun and the Bigfoot Venerable suddenly increased their attacks, and Ningyue retreated step by step.

"Ningyue, what should we do now?"

Qingji and others who had finally rushed out were now beaten back to their original position again, and their bodies were covered with scars. She urgently looked at Ningyue, who also retreated.

Ningyue's mouth was covered with blood, and she looked at the six masters and the 50,000 troops assisting the attack.

"The enemy's firepower is too strong, and there are experts in the formation. The breakthrough is deadly. Everyone is asked to retreat, shrink the defense line, and defend it to me." Ningyue shouted in an urgent voice.

Even though the situation was severe at this time, she was still not panicked. She understood that if even she was panicked, the entire team would be panicked, and their final result would be to let the mermaid meat.

"Everyone stopped orders and narrowed the defense line. Even if they died, they would never let the enemy step into us." Qing Ji drew her sword and shouted loudly.

"Never let the enemy take any further!"

Everyone held their swords and responded in unison!

Suddenly, as morale increased greatly, everyone quickly contracted, and took advantage of the terrain to form a camp defense line.

Mo Beitian is still fighting hard. Although he is being taken care of by two masters and is injured repeatedly, he has never said a word for withdrawal.

Unlike them, his mission was to save Su Yingxia. Of course, breaking the siege was his must-do.

After following Han Sanqian for more than 300 years, Mo Yang's scrutiny of the battle situation was not bad at all. At this time, he cut over two annoying enemy troops with a knife and shouted at Mo Beitian with a hurry.

Mo Beitian was defeated and he was vomiting blood, but he had no fear in his eyes, but instead he became more and more brave as he lost.

"These two bastards are handed over to me, you rush out to save Su Yingxia."

Dao Shier refused angrily: "No, these two people have extremely high cultivation. If no one helps you, you will only die here."

"Hmph, what's wrong with me, Mo Beitian, dead? Are you guys still there when I die? I'm afraid of being stinky, let me go."

With a angrily shout, Mo Beitian rushed directly to the two masters.

The black wind evil spirit turned cold: "Want to let them go? It's a fool!"

After saying that, he attacked Mo Beitian with the White-Faced Rain Demon.

The two of them wanted to kill Mo Beitian in the shortest time and smash this guy's plan as soon as possible.

"Hmph, aren't you crazy? I'll know after trying it!" Mo Beitian smiled coldly, bit his mouth full of blood, and rushed towards the two of them with a determined desire to die.

With a bang, there was an explosion, and the two masters set up defensive barriers to avoid such an explosive attack. On the contrary, Mo Beitian seemed to be not afraid of the impact of the explosion at all, but instead took advantage of this momentum to attack fiercely.

"Fuck, is this guy crazy? He's dead?"

Seeing Mo Beitian covered in blood, even the White-Faced Rain Demon couldn't help but feel scared at this time.

The Black Mountain Ancestor was clenched tightly. Such a lifeless suicide attack was indeed terrifying and powerful. If you rashly fight him, you will only end up with a tragic end.

"When you retreat, fight! Hold him down!"

After the Black Mountain Yaoji finished speaking, he stepped back, and at the same time, he slapped the magic powers in his hand directly.

The White-Faced Rain Demon dared not be careless, and showed a two-way trend with the Black Mountain Ancestor, and retreated and fought.

Looking at such a fierce battle in the sky, Mo Yang and Dao Twelve were almost biting their back teeth.

They knew that Mo Beitian was delaying their time with his life.

"Brothers, either die or rush! Even if the knife is dull, I will surely kill a way out!"

After saying that, Mo Yang directly lifted his sword and rushed into the enemy formation...
Chapter completed!